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[signifies]

Who: Clark Kent and you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Aboard the Marsiva.
When: The week of his arrival.

I don't suppose I could click my heels three times. . . [ Only Clark gets his little joke. ]

I'll keep this brief. My name is Clark - I'm from Kansas.

[ He's been the new guy at work often enough to sound chill about this, but he is feeling a little shaky having woken up here in the middle of his workday. To top it off, not being able to hear his mother's heartbeat is jarring.

There's some stress baking in Clark's future. ]

What do you make of this place? I'm curious to know how it compares to where you come from.

Comments

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[knightexalt]

[All Chrom can say is that he's glad he's not being stabbed.]

About yea long-- [and he spreads his hands a few feet] -- silver blade with gold down the middle, auburn handle?

[He's sure it's not his fault he lost an unbreakable magical family heirloom, but he's still anxious. It absolutely can't fall into the wrong hands-- and besides, it's meant for his daughter.]

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[signifies]

[ Clark shakes his head. ]

Sorry, no. Should we have a look around?

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[knightexalt]

Fine with me. Maybe my eyes passed right over it.

[He gestures for Clark to follow him. Gods, this place is so eerily empty, though. Chrom looks a little bit on edge as they walk down the hall.]

Doesn't it seem too quiet? Even prisons are noisier than this.

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[signifies]

No, you're right. It's very quiet in here. [ He's also scanned the ship as far as he could. Nothing had jumped out at him.

He follows Chrom obligingly. ]

I was warned it might be a little unsettling.